Always try to be a giraffe. (Advice to my younger self.)

Heed advice;

You don’t know best,

Despite what you might think.

You’re here just once

And life is quick,

It’ll pass you in a blink.

Don’t fritter time,

On pointless tasks;

Set the Xbox free.

Explore the world;

It’s magical,

It’s vast and yours to see.

Don’t take to heart,

The words they say;

They’re wrong,

It’s only play.

Forget them, lest

They haunt you, and

They fill your night and day.

Don’t think so much.

At night, those thoughts

Can twist, and slowly rot.

They’ll cause you to believe

That things

Are really what they’re not.

Don’t bear a grudge

Just let it go

And worry not; don’t fret

Vengeance is a pointless act

Forgive, but don’t forget.

Knuckle down

Work hard

But don’t forget to laugh

In a world that’s full of zebras

Always try to be a giraffe

Sometimes it’s good

To steer away

From things you like the most

Try new things

Be adventurous

There’s more to life than toast

Enjoy your time

Go out; try sport

Don’t lounge around and rest

Remember most of all, young me

You don’t always know best

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Find a shady spot

“Let’s take a bag

Of food and wine,

And find a shady spot.

A secluded field,

Under a tree,

I’m feeling rather hot.”

I grab the bag

You gave to me

And strap you in the chair.

“Just sit there, looking pretty,

Please touch nothing,

Till we’re there”

Villages, a farm or two

Go speeding by and by

And soon we find

The perfect place

To picnic and to hide.

I spread the rug

Upon the ground,

It’s big enough to share.

You sit down, whilst I admire

The sun, shine through your hair.

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Announcing Poems to My Younger Self – An Anthology

I’m very honoured to be a small cog in this superb fund raiser for the Make A Wish charity. I can’t wait to get my hands on a copy, it promises to be a fantastic anthology and a superb cause to support.

Sarah Michelle Lynch

POEMS TO MY YOUNGER SELF

Our list of contributing authors:

Eleanor Lloyd-Jones

Paula Acton

Glenn Haigh

KA Hobbs

ES Carter

Jane Washington

Merlot Bookbinder

Alistair Stone

Linda M. Crate

Andie M. Long

Marian Barker

Lisa J Hobman

Sharena Lee Satti

Andy Lynch

Zak Hardacre

Claire C. Riley

Lisa Fulham

Bella Settarra

Alison Clarke

Nadia Correia

Anna-Maria Athanasiou

Charlotte E Hart

Dee Palmer

Sam Dutton

Audrina Lane

Rachel Hague

O.Y. Flemming

Sarah Michelle Lynch

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Every single author has brought it for this project and I’d just like to say thank-you to them all for really getting what I wanted from them. I’m so happy with this book, and I think you will be, too.

ALL PROCEEDS of this book are going to MAKE A WISH, a charity granting wishes to terminally ill children. One of our own writers, KA Hobbs told me her sister was granted a wish before she died and it meant…

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Happy New Year

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The Hardest Thing I Ever Did.

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Tongue like a quill

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My Captive Treasure

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Heat from inside

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My Book

My first book of short stories and poetry is still available on Kindle and in print from Amazon. Here’s a few snippets of the wonderful reviews it has received already. “This book is a real gem for people who love poetry … and sexy words” “Musings is a perfect late night companion to devour and feast upon , and also a great read to revisit for a quick poetic snack.” “It’s sometimes cheeky, oftentimes naughty, but always nice.

Simply put, this book is a little treasure.” “I knew this was going to be good but I didn’t realise just how good….” “It definitely put a smile on my face quite a few times.” “…particularly enjoyed Merlot’s poetry, which is sweet, cheeky, fun and sexy.” “Wonderful collection of words that make your body & mind crave more attention.” It’s available here;

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Protect Your Breasts #PYB – The end of an era.

Recently it was announced that PYB is to come to an end, with the closure of all the PYB social media accounts this weekend.

PYB has, for several years now, posted monthly reminders to its followers to check themselves for the early signs of breast and testicular cancer and they have been very successfully raising awareness. The yearly PYB events, held in September have been lots of fun, with followers changing their AVI pictures to one that’s more… breast related. I know L & V both worked very hard during this time, with support and help from numerous supporters.

I very proudly took part in “Framed” in 2015, which was a book of short stories by 28 authors, all using the same picture as inspiration. Being asked to contribute to such a great enterprise was a complete surprise to me. At first I was doubtful as to whether I would be able to rise to the challenge, but L gave me such wonderful words of encouragement I sat down and the end result was a story entitled “Coming Home.”

The fun experience I had being a part of PYB’s Framed spurred me on to collate and publish my own book of short stories and poems. Without PYB and the belief and encouragement from L and others, my book “Musings” would not have happened. Therefore I owe PYB and it’s supporters a massive thank you.

I’m very sad to see PYB’s demise and I’ll miss the PYB weekend in September, along with the AVI changes. Also, however, I know that all the organisation that must have been involved in running PYB has been very time consuming and must have put extra unwelcome pressure on L & V. Therefore I think ending PYB is the right thing to do, as the thought of extra stress and work landing on its organiser’s doorsteps can’t have been nice at all.

Maybe if we all can remember to send a tweet, facebook update or Instagram post every now and then reminding readers to check themselves occasionally, PYB’s message can continue, post-PYB…

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